. it's in my... aahh... oohh god... yesss... it's in my pussy."He whispered again."Ooohh god... uh-huh... I love your finger in my... aahhh... my cunt...... mmmm they're all watching you finger... mmmm... my cunt... ooohhh god... uh-huh... I love it." The first time she said cunt it was very breathy, almost a loud whisper, but the second time was with throaty emphasis. She wanted her cunt to be the center of the universe for every person present.Gina and Dick caught the eyes of people they knew or. After their shower my wife came to our opened bedroom door with a towel covering the front of her body. She told me to get a blanket and pillow. She said I could sleep in the bedroom with them. As I went to do this, I guessed we were going to have a threesome. I then entered our bedroom, which was lit up only by the closet lights, carrying a blanket and pillow. I saw them laying in our bed and they both were naked. As I approached, our bed, my wife told me; "What are you doing, I want you to. I had enough money in my account to do this and not feel overly put out about it. I packed my one good suit in my hard-side suitcase along with a paperback to read and tea fixings for the hotel room. It would be cold on the east coast in early March. I prepared for it.Equipped with my suitcase, a small courier bag containing a laptop and my birth certificate I took the train into Chicago's Union Station. I found out which subway line to take to get to O'Hare Airport and spent a boring hour plus. "Hello Mr Nash" She said shyly, as she handed me a note, a little damp from being clutched in her little hot hands. The note was from her mother, and was asking whether I could look after her daughter for two or three hours as her mother had been taken to hospital. I knew Doreen well, she was a single mother and we had often chatted. I had at times contemplated asking her for a date, but always my nerve failed me in case she said "no"...Doreen Harris had often commented on the fact, that it was.